Disclaimer: You are all very lucky that those characters are not mine, 'cause the books wouldn't be that good, and probably even still in my head. J.K.R. is wonderful and all of those character and places and inventions are hers!

Rating: Err… well this chapter is… let say PG for language ok? It might, and I said *might* grow higher during the story.

Relationship: Ginny with… I'm not going to tell you now, am I? It would be a disgraceful act at your intelligence! I promise you no enormous surprise though. She doesn't fall in love with any teachers.

A/N: The book Hermione's reading has nothing to do with religions. It's "The Thanatonautes" from Bernard Werber, which is absolutely wonderful. He is my favourite French author and his books are traduced in English. Now on with the story:

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Girl Talk

Hermione was sitting in the Gryffondor's common room, reading an interesting fiction book about travelling in the empire of the dead. The book was interesting. Really. But she couldn't concentrate on it. The common room was filled with excited people, waiting the next weekend to go to Hogsmeade. The most silent were playing Explosive Snap and the excitation had affected even the younger ones.

She closed her book; she could always read how is the third heaven in the evening, when a really agitated Ginny literally crash in the sofa beside her. She was chewing her lower lips and looking all around, nervous. After a good five minutes at watching her without being noticed, Hermione decided to speak to her. After all, she might have some trouble about something that only a girl can answer. The majority of Ginny's friend were boys. Not that it was really by choice, but their wasn't a lot of girls in her year and the few that were were too tomboy for girl talk. Turning herself so she was facing Ginny she asked,

"Ginny, are you ok?"

With a jump, Ginny turned to her, looking a bit lost.

"What?"

"I said: are you ok? You look nervous and jumpy."

"Oh… Err… it's nothing, really"

"Are you sure? You know I won't speak about any confidence you give me right? You can talk"

Ginny looked around the common room, then she looked Hermione with pleading eyes.

"Come with me."

Hermione trained Ginny outside of the common room and took several secret passages.

"Hermione, where are you going? It's curfew!"
"Ginny, you're more important than some school rules."

Ginny was stunned a bit by that statement, but followed Hermione anyway. Hermione did notice the look on her face and smiled to herself. She did respect rules and the lot, but it was true that Ginny was more important than those rules and she would never have talked to her inside of the Gryffondor tower. Ok, maybe if she had took her to her dormitory she would have, but Lavender and Parvati were there.

Once they arrived in a silent area of the castle, they stopped and Hermione turned to face Ginny.

"So, what make you all jumpy like that?"

Ginny looked at Hermione for a long time, chewing her lower lip as if having a little war in his head… to tell or not to tell… Finally, she told.

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"I… I loan a book at the library and…" She looked down at her feet. I hope she'll forgive me, "and…"

She didn't have the time to finish her sentence, as soon as she pronounced his name, Hermione became mad.

"What did he do to you? Why didn't you come see me sooner? I mean, I could have him serve detention or somethi…"

NO! Ginny looked desperately at Hermione lifting her hands to make her hush

"That's not it at all! He didn't do anything! Well, he asked me the book, but that's all!"

She said hastily, fearing that Hermione would cut her again. When she saw that she would be willing to listen all of her story, she continued more slowly,

"He just asked me the book he needed and I gave him. It was a book on transfiguration that I took –stop giggling- to read, I didn't really needed it so it was ok… and…"

She stopped talking and started chewing her lower lips again, not meeting Hermione's frowning glare.

"He didn't give it back and now Mrs. Pince is after you?"

"Uh? No! Not at all, the book is for tomorrow"

She was so surprise by that comment that she forgot not looking at the other Gryffondor.

"Ginny if you want some help, you'll have to speak, I'm no mind reader."

"IforgottoretrievetheparchmentfullofdrawingofhimthatIputinoneofthepagesofthebook…"

"… Ok… here's what I understood: forgot, drawing, pages, book. And I can't think of anything that makes sense with those. Repeat slower please ok?"

"Sigh. Do you promise me not to laugh nor say anything about that to any of my brother or Harry? Or anyone else for that matter?"

"Promise!"

"I… I place some drawing I made of him in that book, and I forgot to retrieve them before handing it to him…"

Now Ginny was as red as the Gryffondor banner and was fascinated by the floor. She didn't look up at Hermione when that last one spoke.

"You draw HIM?"

"Yes"

"Well… I… Why?"

Ginny look up this time, but only to give Hermione a blank look. Hermione, though bright usually, just lift an eyebrow in a questioningly manner. Ginny sighed and took all her courage for finally saying to someone her feeling for that boy. I just hope she will not start yelling it to the whole school! Hermione is correct, but she absolutely HATES him.

"Because… sigh… Because I love him 'Mione"

There, I said it! Well, at least she's not yelling… but I'd like her to do something else then imitating a fish outside the water.

"Hermione? Say something! Butdon'tyellplease! I know you hate him, and you probably have good reason too… and I know that I should have good reason to hate him too myself but… I just… I can't resist those feelings…"

"I… I'm sorry Gin, I... it's just so… wow… sorry, but I never thought anyone but those Slytherins would like THAT. Don't make that face Gin, I'm sorry, but I can't think of him in another manner… Do you know if he saw them?"

"No… I put them in the last pages… it was a section about human transfiguration, so I'm sure he… what?"

Hermione was looking at her with big eyes and her right hand half way to her mouth that was wide open.

"Hum... Gin, if he took that book for what I think he did –which is the essay Pr. McGonagall gave us- He saw them… the essay was on human transfiguration into rodents and small mammals. What were the drawing about?"

"Is it really important? Now he saw them! He'll laugh at me and he… he…"
"He'll do nothing more than the usual, Gin."
"Yes, but now he KNOWS."

"What were they about? Maybe he'll just think you where practising and nothing more."

"Nuh-uh" Ginny answered shacking her head to point the negative "I made some drawings of him during Quidditch, but the majority of them are just him. His face, his hands, him walking in the corridors, his eyes… him and me re… err"

"Him and you…?"

"Nothing much, really… reading in a sofa… I draw him stroking my hair…"

Ginny stopped, chewed her lower lip so hard it hurt. She was a really good artist, they was absolutely no doubt about who was on the drawings she made. She looked at Hermione with pleading eyes. Maybe he just didn't saw them. She wished against hope.

To be continued…